[ Child rather likes how willing Zhongli is. Not that he's usually unwilling, but their sex tends to be volatile and a bit animalistic in nature rather than sensual and romantic. This is nice, he hopes this is real, that he can hear that laughter some more along with all the other songs he plans to drag out of the archon before they're done.
Done with the buttons, Childe splays his fingers open to push the shirt fabric apart, letting his fingertips relish in pressing against firm hard muscle. Zhongli is perfect, and it's only now that Chiilde feels a need to say such things, to make it known to the other. His words are dripping in lust, but there's an affectionate admiration to them as if someone is awe inspired by what they see and have a chance to experience. Running his tongue along the edge of the outer shell of Zhongli's, he hums approvingly. His fingers run over the geo archon's bare chest, taking note of each muscle and its clean definition beneath the skin as well as the hardening nipples they brush along teasingly. ]
You are so beautiful, Zhongli. Every inch of you is truly perfect.
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Done with the buttons, Childe splays his fingers open to push the shirt fabric apart, letting his fingertips relish in pressing against firm hard muscle. Zhongli is perfect, and it's only now that Chiilde feels a need to say such things, to make it known to the other. His words are dripping in lust, but there's an affectionate admiration to them as if someone is awe inspired by what they see and have a chance to experience. Running his tongue along the edge of the outer shell of Zhongli's, he hums approvingly. His fingers run over the geo archon's bare chest, taking note of each muscle and its clean definition beneath the skin as well as the hardening nipples they brush along teasingly. ]
You are so beautiful, Zhongli. Every inch of you is truly perfect.